This wolf is completely unfamiliar to me, but I have no qualms about it. I wish to be around him, and so, I am to be around him. If he'll allow it, of course. The moment my tiny frame is relaxed upon the earth, his body language seems to blossom and he's leaning forward. His dark nose runs from the tip of mine to the tip of my tail, making me want to squirm beneath the touch but I do my best to hold still. I don't know what he is doing, but I don't mind it. It seems to ease him and therefore I wish him to continue such a thing, if it is what he likes. And when he makes his noises and pushes down on the back of my neck with what I can feel are his teeth, I simply flatten my ears to my skull and push down against the earth. I can feel that I have done some wrong and this is simple punishment, and it does not hurt which makes it easier to bare. He probably did not appreciate the caress of my tongue and so I make a mental note not to do that again.

And then before I know it I'm being grasped and lifted from the ground. There's a moment when my paws move in the air, against nothing, but it only lasts a moment. I am relaxed in his jaw, and so I hang there willingly. I do not know where we are headed, or if we are headed anywhere. This stranger could be a monster about to gobble me down, but it does not feel as if that is so. He is warm, gentle, and quiet. I like the quiet and I like his eyes. Glancing up with my dark lavender gaze, I try to watch him as he may move, but it is difficult from my position. I mainly just see the side of his neck, multitoned and close to me. When I sniff him, he smells deeply of earth and forest and the unknown. Many places he has been, none of which I know. I wish to know other places, though- perhaps one day he would show me. I would be happy to go anywhere with him, and go wherever it was he so chose. Call it me being naive, call it me being a trusting child- in my gut I like him, and so I will decide where I go from there.


female - zero - no soul - no heart - loner